FROM THE GARDEN OF ZEN
My photographic notes about the four seasons in Kamakura or the gardens of Zen
February 15, 2026
January 12, 2026
Before sunset: Yuigahama-beach (Kamakura)
As the evening deepens over the quiet seaside, the rhythm of the waves is gently sounding all around and makes me feel the secret beating of the earth. I realize that I am standing alone here at this moment as a minute and illusionary being within the infinite universe.
The calm waves, lighted dully by the setting sun, are washing the sandy shore one after another. The setting sun continues painting the ever-changing tableau of a majestic winter seascape before night's curtain falls finally.
Before sunset: Yuigahama-beach (Kamakura)
The city of Kamakura was the ancient capital with a seafront, and its maritime landscape shaped its essential character. This old city of a military aristocracy was a natural fortress surrounded by mountains on its three sides (the east, north, and west) and the sea of Sagami Bay.
Before sunset: Yuigahama-beach (Kamakura)
The sea has no boundaries, and its end is invisible. When faced with this vastness, people must feel the smallness of their own existence, yet conversely, their minds feel liberated from the narrow prison of the soul.
The sight of the sunset sinking into the sea is the moment when the finite (myself) and the infinite (the sea and sky) melt into one completely. Gradually, the contour of myself fades out, and the boundary between myself and the endless world disappears.
The ever-changing scenery, where the sea, the sky, the clouds, and the sinking sun blend together, quietly conveys the sense that “everything is interconnected” in the whole universe.
It may be an experience of awaking parallel to the "Ichinyo" (absolute oneness) described in the Zen teachings.
Before sunset: Yuigahama-beach (Kamakura)
Dusk gradually falls over the sea, and the low murmur of waves and breezes invites me to the evening shore.
I stand still on the beach at eventide, watching the sun slowly sinking beyond the far horizon and the evening sky glowing with beautiful golden hues.
The limitless seascape arouses the enigmatic nostalgia for the distant, unknown birthplace from which I might have arrived at this seacoast of the earth.




















